"Stay out of it, Jack," he exclaimed in a quick, positive voice
that showed he had made up his mind long before Jack had finished
his recital. "Minott is a gambler, and so was his father before
him. He has got to take his lean with his fat. If you pulled him
out of this hole he would be in another in six months. It's in his
blood, just as much as it is in your blood to love horses and the
woods. Let him alone;--Corinne's stepfather is the man to help;
that's his business, and that's where Minott wants to go. If there
is anything of value in this Warehouse Company, Arthur Breen & Co.
can carry the certificates for Minott until they go up and he can
get out. If there is nothing, then the sooner Garry sells out and
lets it go the better. Stay out, Jack. It's not in the line of
your duty. It's hard on his wife and he is having a devil of a row
to hoe, but it will be the best thing for him in the end."
Jack listened in respectful silence, as he always did, to
MacFarlane's frank outburst, but it neither changed his mind nor
cooled his ardor.
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